UK Lifestyle & Mental Health Blog
It’s been just one month since I’ve been completely alone and in that time I have already been through the stages of relationship grief, landed almost completely on my feet and grabbed independency by the horns. I’ve had bad days, great days and ‘meh’ days but so far (as cliché as this will sound) I have learnt so much since being on my own. Some of the
I remember when my miscarriage happened. There was an anguish in my heart that I just couldn’t describe. It tore me from the inside and left an immeasurable vacancy in my body and soul. I spent all day in bed, my dishes never got washed, I stared blankly at my bedroom walls for hours; Drained and bone-weary from my loss. Every year it gets a
For ten long days I have woken up after two or three hours of interrupted sleep, not being able to eat breakfast or lunch, or finish my dinner. I’ve paced up and down the floor of my living room slash kitchen with worry in my stomach and a heavy heart. I’ve nervously kept my mind busy, watching the clock, hoping that at some point I’ll wake up
I feel like we’ve done that thing where you skip the dating and go directly to the relationship. I’ve written about some of my most darkest moments on this blog, I didn’t introduce myself like “hey, I’m Kel and I like curry and I once had a pet hamster who’s name I can’t remember”, I just told you all my secrets like it was no
This weekend was probably the best I’ve had in a long time. For months now, we’ve been watching our pennies (literally collecting pennies in a jar) and still had nothing to show for it. It’s been tough. Matt and I both have seasonal jobs, me being a wedding photographer in the UK where the good season starts in April and ends in October and him
